POEm for my brother Patrick, he's 28

There was a rainbow at dusk in the East, dark and light
clouds moving fast East, lightning strike through a
rainbow at dusk, which I had never seen before.

I am not one for mute symbols or
silly portents, but I do know that
Nature is paying attention to the
Life of Man, and his birthday.

Written minutes upon witnessing, as if an impression

© 1992 Daniel X. O'Neil

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